Strangers in a Dream

You love your rhythm and poetry
 I love my sins
 My international mystery
 I let you in
 You hate the odd gap between my teeth
 I love your curls
 Your skin I want to get underneath
 My pin-up girl
 Let's make out
 On the cover of magazines
 We'll be king and queen
 Let's get lost
 In the forest of gold and green
 We're strangers in a dream
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 You love your bags of potato chips
 I love them too
 So who'll make the next refrigerator trip?
 It's always you
 I hate your long list of exes
 You love my eyes
 Our clothes, we share, they are unisex
 Lovers in disguise
 How do we go?
 How do we go? Yeah
 How do we go?
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 Let's make out
 On the cover of magazines
 We'll be king and queen
 Let's get lost
 In the forest of gold and green
 We're strangers in a dream